So, Coey and I were practicing for the unlikely event that our lives would depend upon a game of charades, when he decidedly traced out the shape of a long rectangle on its end, with hands flattened and dramatic.
Without hesitation, I answered, “Tardis”.
And with one of the most passionate and touched expressions I have ever seen on his face, he latched to my arm, eyes bright and a wide smile, confessing his profound love for me and how there was no other woman meant for him.
oooooo shit maybe that would be damn baddass/sexy. if i can do it properly. : /
OH GEEZUS MAYBE I ADORE THAT SCENE
the Theiving Magpie gum-diamond I’m gonna dance wtf BADASS
What I want
MORE THAN ANYTHING right now
is to do Sherlock fanart.
But for fuck’s sake I can’t think of anything compositionally/conceptually/whateverally.
I want to do a Moriarty piece